Once there was a snowman, snowman, snowman.
Once there was a snowman tall, tall, tall.
In the sun he melted, melted, melted.
In the sun he melted small, small, small.
Once there was a snowman tall, tall, tall.
In the sun he melted, melted, melted.
In the sun he melted small, small, small.
Ah, Kentucky. I love the weather here. And anyone who doesn't like it can just wait a few minutes, because it will surely change. Our snowman, Mr. Incredible (AKA "Dash" now), was the victim of warm weather on Sunday. We got home from church and Kade said he looked drunk because his face was beginning to melt and he couldn't even hold himself up straight. So, later that afternoon he gave the snowman some "spirits" (really just a brown paper bag...) and photographed the poor thing.
Little did we know that would be the last picture of our new friend.
We had invited our friends, the Wilkes', over for dinner that evening. When we answered the door, they swore up and down that his head "fell" off just as they drove into our driveway. Coincidence??? Hmmmm...I have my suspicions.
1 comment:
That darn drunk snowman...he must have passed out when we showed up at your door.
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